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Sunday, July 31, 2016

I'm on vacation-staycation! Hopefully lots of writing will happen these days.

I'm continuing with the story from the previous weeks. In previous posts
we saw that Kaila was in front of a Sin's door, staring in horror at
the grotesque depictions. She's down there because she needs to access
into his lair to save his sister. She had just decided that it was time to go inside when someone very annoying stopped her.

The last line from last week's snippet was Kaila saying: “You could’ve
helped.”

This snippet has been edited to keep to guidelines.

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“Would
you’ve let me?”

“No,
of course not.”

“Then,
what you whining about, babe? Besides, you’re a perfectly capable fighter. We
both know that.”

Kaila bit the inside
of her cheek. She would keep calm. She would not send Seamus to hell and back.
He was simply doing his job. She had known all along that once she entered this
dimension the Guardians would approach her.

Thursday, July 28, 2016

Morgan
White is in the middle of a rough patch in her life as she begins her
new job. She has just broken things off with her fiancé after finding
out about his unfaithful ways. As she starts her temporary job at Slade
Incorporated, she feels unworthy of love.

Connor
Slade is not your typical boss. He isn't just looking for someone with
great secretarial skills. Can Morgan be what he wants her to be? Will
this man destroy her or save her?

At
one-forty, she sat staring at the clock. Her smile faded as excitement
and nervousness took over. She only had to wait one more minute and then
she heard him.

“Ms. White, come here.”

Her
smile returned as she left her office, but she did her best to hide it
once she entered through his open office door. There Mr. Slade stood,
with his hands on his hips, his sweaty shirt already off. His hair
looked wild and damp, his face and chest were flush.

“Sir?”
Morgan looked from him to his desk and then back up to meet his stare.
“Oh, damn it! I forgot your after-run things. I’ll get them. Hang on.”

She
quickly jogged into the small room and grabbed the items. When she
rushed back to his desk, she set the items well off to the side. She
wanted plenty of space in case he responded the way she wanted him to.

“Morgan, I’m quite tired from my run, but you leave me no choice. Get in the position.”

This
time she couldn’t hide her grin as she hurried around the desk. She
suspected that he knew exactly what her plan was, but in the moment, she
didn’t care. Her body wanted to feel his hands on it. There will be plenty of time later for embarrassment and self-loathing.

As
Mr. Slade came around behind her, Morgan’s clit was already tingling.
She could feel his body heat as he stood there, waiting. She heard him
take a deep breath before moving her skirt. A moan came off her lips at
just this smallest move from him.

When
her ass and pussy were exposed, her eyes closed slowly as her hands
started to claw at his desk. He let out a masculine moan as his hands
rubbed over her skin. This sound and his gentle hands made her instantly
feel better. Morgan took these as signs that he was also enjoying this.

“So my disobedient little one needs another reminder?”

“Yes, Sir.” Her voice was breathy and even she could hear the neediness in it.

With
no more pauses, Mr. Slade’s hand came down on her ass. She moaned and
it quickly rolled into a purr. She felt her nipples harden as another
hard smack met her ass. A whimper left her throat and he slapped her
again, harder. Morgan felt her skin start to burn which was mixing with
the throbbing of her clit.

“Ask me, Morgan.”

“What?” Morgan spoke through harsh breaths.

“We both know what you want, but I want to hear you say it.”

Morgan
blinked rapidly while still clawing at the desk. She was unsure what
she should do here. Her pussy was wetting further as she heard his deep
breathing increase.

“Ask!” His voice was harsh as his hand came down hard against her ass.

Morgan yelled out a loud moan and then her words flew from her mouth without her full permission. “Sir, please. Touch me.”

“Where, Morgan? Say it.”

“Touch my pussy, Sir.”

A
low satisfied growl came from behind her. She then felt his body press
up against her right thigh. His erection pressed hard against her soft
leg and she whimpered, knowing he was enjoying this play.

Mr.
Slade then finally gave her what she wanted. Morgan gasped as she felt
his fingers graze her bare pussy lips. His hand felt even warmer than it
had on her ass. He ran his fingers up and down her lips several times
before venturing forward to find her clit.

Morgan
whimpered again as he pressed hard circles against it. Her climax was
close already and she had no doubt that Mr. Slade knew it.

“This is what you were looking for, wasn’t it?” Again, he moaned behind her.

“Yes.” Her voice was a whisper now.

Suddenly,
his fingers left her clit but soon entered her pussy. Not slowly, he
pressed one finger into her. She whined as he slid it in and out a few
times before adding a second finger. She tried to quiet her moans, but
it was no use.

Tuesday, July 26, 2016

In the second of the stories that take place in and surrounding
the sex club, Candy Apple, handsome Jake watches Ellie from across the room.
Week after week he longs to touch and kiss her, but holds back until he can't
wait one more moment.

Ellie has needs to fill...the trouble is they just might drive
Jake away.

I got the inspiration for the Candy Apple from a building I pass
on the outskirts of a city I often have to visit with my employment.

The building is semi derelict and the upstairs windows are boarded
up, but if you pass on foot, you can see into the ground floor where a corner
of the paper that covers the window has bent and peeled away. I’m naughty
enough to stand on tiptoe and stare into the place regardless of people passing
behind me on the sidewalk and staring at me LOL

The building is as I describe in the story, but the lights are all
busted and the striped awning hangs away from the porch and flaps in the
breeze.

The room I could see inside was very long, reaching far back into
the gloom. It was still opulent, like a stateroom. It had a huge staircase
curving around the middle of the room. The outside steps lead to a room above the
one I can see into and I’d love to see into it, since I can’t I had to imagine
what might be like.

I often get story ideas from places and buildings, especially old
or mysterious looking ones. Sometimes I imagine what they might have looked
like or been used for and that’s when the setting for the story cements in my
mind.

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Jake’s
a member of an elite club, the Candy Apple. Years ago, it used to be a
gentlemen’s club, but now it caters for other
needs. When he first sees Ellie sitting alone at one of the tables near the
dance floor, he makes it his business to find out about her.

Jake’s
enchanted by Ellie. He wants to give her what she needs.

Ellie
takes him up on the offer.

The
trouble is, Ellie’s needs will shock Jake and set him on a quest to find her,
when after a night of passion and rescue, she slips away into the night.

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Love–a contemporary, erotic romance/suspense with a twist of darkness and an
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Ellie’s heart pounded as Jake pulled
her over his knee. She’d been secretly watching him for weeks and now she was
exactly where she’d hoped to be. His strong thighs under her stomach felt so
good that her pussy pulsed, drenching between her upper thighs. He’s gorgeous, gentle, and so sexy—what a
pity…

He stroked her ass and down between
her thighs sending a trail of delicious sensation up and down her legs. He
feathered soft touches over the folds of her creaming entrance until she
writhed back onto his hand wanting his fingers inside her.

Jake’s murmur of appreciation gave
her a shiver.

He slid a finger into her pussy and
at the same time kissed her neck as he bent over her.

A low moan escaped her. The double
pleasure sent her pulse racing and her thoughts receding. She ground against
his palm, using the bench as leverage where she could reach with one hand. She
was pure sensation.

His finger slipped from her. He
pushed his hand under her and grasped her mound. He held her tight as he licked
and teased with kisses along her ear, and neck.

Ellie pressed to him for more of the
tingles that shot down her body. She groaned as his thumb pressed on her clit
and sent a huge throb of sexual need through it.

In a gentle movement, he lifted her
and brought her to sit on his lap.

His face against hers, she breathed
in the light citrus scent of his cologne. She rubbed her cheek against his and
shifted her head to find his delicious mouth for kisses.

He whispered as she moved. “Tell me
what you like. I want to give it to you.”

She nudged his nose with hers. The
way he held her waist just about drove her crazy. “I want your fingers in me.
I’m so desperate to come now I can’t think straight.”

He kissed her lips softly, lingering
so sexily, she moaned. The kiss fueled her desire and she grabbed his head to
kiss him hungrily. She broke contact to breathe, gulping in air as she realized
just how much she wanted him.

Saturday, July 23, 2016

Tomorrow is a holiday here so I'm looking forward to a day of reading some awesome Weekend Writing Warriors and some Sexy Snippets as well as some writing.

I'm continuing with the story from the previous weeks. In previous posts
we saw that Kaila was in front of a Sin's door, staring in horror at
the grotesque depictions. She's down there because she needs to access
into his lair to save his sister. She had just decided that it was time to go inside when someone stopped her.

This snippet has been edited to keep to guidelines.

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“Babe?”

How
many times had she told him not to call her that and yet he insisted?

“You
gonna stand there all day, seething?” He paused. “Babe.” She could almost hear the grin
in his voice as he drawled out the endearment.

Monday, July 18, 2016

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Sunday, July 17, 2016

I'm continuing with the story from the previous weeks. In previous posts we saw that Kaila was in front of a Sin's door, staring in horror at the grotesque depictions. She's down there because she needs to access into his lair to save his sister.

The description of the door continues for a few more lines, but I'm skipping over them to introduce you to a new character.

This snippet has been edited to keep to guidelines.

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The
need to get her sister out of there turned even more urgent and Kaila reached for
the iron wrought pommel.

“Going
anywhere, babe?”

She
froze. The hairs on the back of her neck stood. She recognized that voice for she’d heard it countless times in her 31 years.

“You
didn’t think you’d be able to run past me, did you, babe?”

Sexy, deep, with an
exaggerated drawl. She clenched her jaw. Damn Guardian. What the hell was he
doing here?

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